I stand and wonder
Move as if dreaming
And a sunbeam breaks through
The sea of storm-clouds
And the birds in the tree
Sing me their concert
I am filled with joy
Which endures forever
And I see whatever I saw before wasn’t real
This must be heaven
Whatever I sought is now revealed
This must be heaven
And an angel comes to me
His wings snow-white
His voice so gentle and
He whispers softly
And he takes my hand, saying,
"Be not afraid!"
So cool his fingers
And he leads me into the light
And I see whatever I saw before wasn’t real
This must be heaven
Whatever I sought is now revealed
This must be heaven
Whatever I saw before wasn’t real
This must be heaven
Whatever I sought is now revealed
This must be real